As for whether Lord Luo Hao simply had better luck than he did? They were all people who, as mere mortals, had slain Gods of Disobedience—lucky ones among hundreds of millions. Whose luck could be said to be inferior to whose?
He would never admit it!
Wuxia King: "Just as you will stop at nothing for greater strength—seizing sacred relics and shrine maidens, slaying Gods of Disobedience to seize Authorities—so too will I strive to become stronger."
Wuxia King: "To you, those Authorities are abilities etched to the bone; you will not sell them back."
Wuxia King: "But to me, they are only appendages to my martial path. If sacrificing them lets me break my limit and open a new road for the Godslayer system, then I will not hesitate."
Whether it was the Five Peaks Sacred Sect's years of accumulation, or the Authorities she presently possessed—she could cast them all aside.
[Great Strength Vajra Divine Skill]
[Dragon's Roar, Tiger's Howl Grand Method]
[Yellow Millet Dream]
[…]
Any of these could become offerings to her martial dao at any time.
The Oldest Godslayer: "You actually sold back the Authorities you have right now?"
The Oldest Godslayer: "You madwoman."
The Oldest Godslayer: "Have you not considered the possibility of failure?"
From Luo Hao's words, Marquis Voban perceived her intent, and thus was utterly shocked. Had this woman not considered failure?
Enhancement doesn't change its success rate just because you try many times. The possibility of burning through all your points and failing is very high.
If she lost her Authorities, then even as Lord Luo Hao, she would not necessarily be that strong.
Even if, on terrifying martial skill alone, she could defeat the other Godslayers—she would still not be a match for him, Voban.
Wuxia King: "I will not fail."
With words so categorical, Luo Hao's proud spirit flared forth at once.
The Oldest Godslayer: "How many points did you spend?"
Voban stared hard at the screen floating in the void. In this matter of "ruthlessness," he could not compare with Luo Hao. Luo Hao could throw away her Authorities without a thought for failure; he could not.
He still needed his current strength. There was not much time before the plot began. He had no reason to gamble on success.
If he failed, and it disrupted his plans, the consequences would be dire.
Wuxia King: "Ten million? Twenty million?"
Wuxia King: "Who can say."
Every Authority a Godslayer holds is exceedingly valuable. The Five Peaks Sacred Sect's years of accumulation amounted to only seven hundred fifty thousand points, whereas a single [Yellow Millet Dream] was worth thirty million points. To her, discarding an Authority she did not use was a very good trade.
[Godslayer Rank (＋1)]
[On the foundation of a Godslayer, you have broken through to a further possibility. The Godslayer world's idealism will no longer affect the host; the original idealist foundation is preserved, and upon it you have taken another step forward.]
Yes—per the chat group's diagnostics, the Godslayer world is an idealist world.
Godslayers are idealist as well; in truth, there is no such thing as an upper limit.
Roxie Vale and Brandon White had never read the Campione! manga, and had only watched a single season of the anime; their understanding of the Godslayer setting was not comprehensive.
Their belief that the Godslayer system had an upper limit came only from the power levels the anime displayed, and from the fact that a newly minted Godslayer like Kusanagi Godou could defeat Marquis Voban.
There were also stray bits of information—of unclear origin—claiming that Godslayers had hard caps.
In fact, no: the Godslayer system is idealist. It has neither upper nor lower bounds.
Strictly speaking, any Godslayer can defeat another Godslayer stronger than himself.
Even in the late stage, Rama—many times stronger than Kusanagi Godou—was still defeated by Godou. By the same token, any Godslayer could potentially defeat Rama.
It's as if Godslayers come with a built-in buff: "I'm definitely not stronger than you, but I certainly won't be much weaker," letting them go fifty–fifty with anyone.
The reason Luo Hao and Voban did not deny the existence of a "limit" is that, to them, this very buff was the limit.
Why should I—whose martial arts are superior and whose Authorities are more numerous—lose to you?
Because the gap between us is too small!
That was the constraint the Godslayer system imposed. Their goal was to break that constraint.
In the Godslayer world, there is no absolute strong or weak between Gods of Disobedience and Godslayers. They are hard to "grow" because they already stand at the pinnacle; their normal combat power won't become stronger. To manifest greater force, they can only rely on idealism.
But once you leave the Godslayer world, that supposed idealism ceases to exist.
The power you can bring to bear is only the power you truly possess.
Now that Luo Hao had shattered the Godslayer system's constraint, whether the opponent was Rama or even the protagonist Kusanagi Godou—no matter how "idealist" they got, they could no longer defeat her, for her rank now stood above both Godslayers and Gods of Disobedience.
Since her power exists in an idealist mode, then no matter what terrifying force the other side explodes with, Luo Hao will manifest a force yet more terrifying.
Moreover, the enhancement of her rank allows her, by a materialist path of cultivation, to possess the power she displayed under idealism.
In other words, from here on, she can cultivate up to the hard limit that this world allows—beyond which not even idealism can push her further.
This was what she had always pursued.
The Oldest Godslayer: "I understand."
After a brief silence, Marquis Voban spoke.
The rival he acknowledged—Luo Hao—had already broken the Godslayer constraint. He, too, had to hurry.
"This world… hm."
A world where even strength and weakness cannot be clearly distinguished—Voban's gaze turned cold.
In his eyes, a gap is a gap. Why should a burst of emotion, a flurry of so-called memories flashing through one's mind, make one suddenly stronger—so strong as to defy definition?
He didn't know whether others liked such a world. He did not.
He could accept his opponent using any number of methods: poison, divine proxies to fight in their stead, contests of wits—any of a hundred ways for the weak to overcome the strong.
But an emotional outburst?
What utter nonsense!
Lin Fengjiao: "I don't know what you're all talking about, but—whether it's an illusion or not—my world feels like it's about to face something terrifying."
Lin Fengjiao: "A sense in the dark keeps warning me."
Lin Fengjiao: "As if some horror threatening the entire world is about to occur."
Zombie world.
Lin Fengjiao skimmed the cascade of messages in the chat. Before, he would definitely have scrolled back up and read them, one by one, with some amusement. Now he had no such mood.
That tightness in his chest that would not disperse—that sense that something terrible was about to descend—made his nerves taut, enough that he spoke up in the chat.
His eyes grew solemn as he surveyed the surroundings. He drew two fingers across his brow; under spirit sight, no demon or ghost could hide.
Yet there was nothing.
As if all of it were merely his illusion.
(End of this chapter)